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[terribubblykoi]

Don't think I haven't put it all together, I have!

[ Feferi is looking aggravated and distinctly tiaraless. ]

Thieving lobsters are the absolute worst. I'm all for cultural exchange, but this has gone too far! It's one thing to steal little trinkets from people, and give them to others-- but it's entirely different when you take away the marks of a girl's royal station.

You know who you are! You'd better bring it back if you know what's good for you.

Because otherwise? It's about to be time--

[ She pauses, and is unable to look entirely serious as she slides on Dave Strider's sunglasses. ]

--to crack some claws.

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[mercuriousdevelopment]

If it makes you feel better at all, the stealing bit isn't any part of the tradition I've ever heard of.

[He is. Trying not to stare.]

[terribubblykoi]

Glub glub sigh.

[ Yes, she actually said the word rather than properly sighing. ]

Clearly your human tradition is better than the other ones then.

[mercuriousdevelopment]

My guess is that they're trying to emulate something they're unfamiliar with, and this is the result. Should have left well enough alone, really.

[He'll keep his opinions on "real" Christmas to himself for now. And wonder what the hell glub is supposed to be.]

[terribubblykoi]

So... you're saying they're a bunch of morons?

[ That does make sense. ]

You'd think they'd know that they'll end up belly-up if they keep on like this. That just sounds offensive.

[mercuriousdevelopment]

Catch on quick, don't you? Not that I care one way or another, mind. What they've taken from me ought to come along home on its own.

[terribubblykoi]

Of course! So what'd they net from you?

[mercuriousdevelopment]

A giant, useless ball of mercury, more or less.

[terribubblykoi]

That's... pretty lame. Good riddance.

[mercuriousdevelopment]

Lame or not, it's still my property.

[terribubblykoi]

And, again, lame. Why do you want it back if it's such flotsam?

[mercuriousdevelopment]

Why do you want your trinket back? It isn't as if your royal status is recognized in any official capacity here. Makes it quite useless, doesn't it?

[terribubblykoi]

Shows what you know! The marks of my station are always recognized by the people that count.

[mercuriousdevelopment]

Doesn't that simply boil down to sentiment?

My worthless, useless, directionally-challenged blob has sentimental value to me.

[terribubblykoi]

Not a bit, it boils down to nofin less than me being a princess. It's just not a thing that changes.

[mercuriousdevelopment]

Stop being obtuse; that wasn't the point.

[terribubblykoi]

No, I'm being right, that's all. Good luck finding your dumb thing!

[mercuriousdevelopment]

No, you're wrong. It isn't a matter of whether or not you're a princess. The point is that you're a princess whether or not you have your trinket, so you do not require it to be a princess, or for "those that matter" to acknowledge you as such, so its value is based in sentiment.

[Don't you dare think of running away in the middle of a lecture, missy.]

[terribubblykoi]

I'm a princess so it matters more than just sentimentally because I say it matters, so there!

[ Because this is entirely flawless logic. She doesn't sound quite as adamant, however. ]

[mercuriousdevelopment]

You're being a brat.

[He's just going to. Casually point that out.]

[terribubblykoi]

[ Feferi is clearly flabbergasted by that accusation. ]

That's such a rude thing to say!

[ And true, but still. You don't just say things like that. ]

[mercuriousdevelopment]

[He's Waver Velvet, he says what he wants.]

But completely accurate. Your point?

[terribubblykoi]

That was the whole point, obviously. Sometimes you can be a little slow, you know.

[mercuriousdevelopment]

If you felt the need to point out the obvious for no other reason than to point out the obvious, I am not the slow one here.

[terribubblykoi]

You just have no manners!

[ And, of course, it makes perfect sense that it makes her laugh. ]

[mercuriousdevelopment]

[NO IT DOESN'T.]

I never claimed to.